How do petite men’s shadows rise disproportionally tall?
What does their protracted loftiness hint at about sundown?
About the time of day? Are their dusks further or nearer?
What happens to fierce fights and feasts by pushy, rude roaches
twirling around the edges, ropes, cracks, crevices and exhausts
of a stove or on its plates when the owner suddenly turns it on?
When the fireside becomes a cold, passive hearth that the household’s
cat crowns a bedroom where it dreams day and night uninterrupted, what
does such a scenario indicate about the home’s harvest or state of affairs?
